This was not merely because of Baoshe's perverse temperament, but because she hated Lin Xuan to the bone.
As a True Devil Progenitor, she had fallen so low that her fleshly body had been destroyed. Though she had gained fortune from disaster, how could she possibly let it go because of that?
If she did not make Lin Xuan unable to live and unable to die, it would be truly difficult to dispel the anger in her heart.
"Young Master, I'm sorry. Yue'er can't stay with you anymore. You... must live well."
And right then, the young girl's faint voice entered his ears. Enduring unimaginable pain, Yue'er turned her head back. There was a smile on her face, yet her gaze... revealed a deep, lingering attachment.
This was... bad!
"Yue'er, don't!"
Ever since the two of them had met, and later become husband and wife for so many years, staying together and depending on each other all along, Lin Xuan understood Yue'er far too well.
The thought in his heart flashed like lightning and flint. Lin Xuan had already deeply understood what his beloved wife intended to do.
In an instant, Lin Xuan felt his heart wrapped in a colossal terror.
He could not even breathe.
And on the other side, Baoshe also sensed that something was wrong.
Warning signs kept bursting through her heart.
She turned her head, swept her gaze over Yue'er, and could no longer maintain her detached, calm state of mind.
This girl was preparing to self-destruct?
And she absolutely was not just putting on an act. The chaos in her aura reached a critical degree in an instant.
That was right—in Baoshe's eyes, Yue'er was only an ant. A mere early-stage Tribulation Transcendence was not worth mentioning at all.
But that referred to absolute strength.